Hello :) So you all like this? :D Good! Oh by the way...I'm seriously in love with Justin Timberlake :) So...I GIVE YOU: MIRRORS! <3

P.S this one's a bit short...in my opinion, but, oh well .U. I update a lot now since I'm ahead.

OH, okay, I have something to talk about. Remember that totally amazing cruise I was going on and on about one day? Yeah, well the first person I met there, Christa, is now on Wattpad! SHE'S ONE OF US...lol, but anyway, I think that her poems she's written so far are AMAZING, but she's not noticed. I would really appreciate it if you guys check her out? I dedicated the chapter to her, so when you're done, click that pic for me?

~MARY~ 

The Next Day: Saturday

"Yes! I'll come tomorrow!" I said into the phone. Christa thanked me and hung up. I groaned and looked at my bedside clock.

"5AM?" I groaned. I had been on the phone all night because people would not stop calling me. First it was Niall, which I didn't mind. We talked for awhile and we're meeting up before the varsity team practice. Then Maggie called, because Liam wasn't with her again. He was hanging out with Zayn. Then I got sick again and had to take a break from all the calls. The sickness was getting strange...so I scheduled a doctor's appointment for the next couple days. That took awhile to get so I was on hold for 30 minutes. Then, to my surprise, Daybreak called me; for a phone interview. So I was stuck on the phone past midnight. Then Christa called me at three o'clock in the morning to remind me about the football/cheer-leading practice.

So now here I am, at 5 in the morning, with only three hours to sleep.

"God dammit..." I mumbled laying down in my bed.

~~~

"Mary?! Mary?! MARY!"

I screamed and fell of the bed.

"Niall!" I groaned, "Go away!"

"Nope! You're going to be late! It's 8:30!" he said pulling me up.

"I can just go like this..." I complained.

"Not with that morning breath..." Niall mumbled.

I smacked him hard in the chest and went to brush my teeth.

~~~

"Okay, so let's get something straight, your practice ends after mine so-"

I got interrupted by flashing lights and shouting people.

"Mary where are you going?!"

"Where are you going Niall?!"

"Are you two still dating?!"

"Who's that lad down the street that you were talking to yesterday!?"

"They were here yesterday!?" I whispered.

"I dunno..." Niall whispered back, "MOVE. PLEASE, MOVE..."

Niall shoved through and we ran to school. Because who knows what would happen if we tried to find Ni's motorcycle.

While we ran the paps climbed into their cars and followed us.

"Okay they've never followed us before!" I said panting.

"They can't get a good camera view from their cars, so HURRY!" Niall said.

"Oh my god Niall they're getting closer..." I said.

"Hey! Turn here and jump!" Niall said. I followed his instructions and we both landed behind a couple bushes.

With thorns.

 "Oh shit!" I whisper screamed.

"You okay?" Niall said touching my shoulder.

"Yeah..." I said, "The paps are gone, let's go. We're so late..."

~~~

"And 1 2 3--oh my god Mary you're so late!" Christa said.

"I'm sorry..." I moaned, " I didn't get any sleep at all, and then the paparazzi kind of attacked us."

"That's not our problem! We have to get you fitted in your cheer-leading outfit!" Christa said dragging me to the changing rooms.

"KAITLYN GET HER OUTFIT!" Christa screeched at Kaitlyn.

"Okay! God..." Kaitlyn groaned.

Someone's in a mood...

Kaitlyn came back with the uniform and I swear it was the sluttiest thing I've ever seen in my lifetime.

PICTURE IN CH.2

"What is that?!" I exclaimed, "It's for adults!"

"You know, we're basically adults." she argued. I rolled my eyes and pushed the dressing room door open. Remembering what happened with Niall and our mini make-out session I locked the door.

"Ugh this is going to be social suicide." I groaned. I pulled the top over my head and slipped on the bottoms.

"I feel like a whore." I said into space.

"Well I think so too..." I heard a voice behind the door, "Well, not to be mean, but--you get it."

It was a familiar deep voice.

"Harry how did you get in here?" I asked.

"You locked one door not the other," he chuckled, "Now come out here and let me see you."

I groaned and walked out of the changing area.

"Oh...I see your predicament..." Harry mumbled.

"Mhm..." I moaned.

"Um, do you have to wear that to practice?" Harry asked.

"No, but I can't wear my pajama shirt either." I said.

"Um, how about you wear my shirt?" Harry asked.

What did that crazy man just say?

"Oh Harry no you don't have to--and you're doing it anyway..."

Harry pulled his shirt up and off his head to reveal what had been teasing the other girls in my school for about 39 hours.

And I felt kind of proud to be the first one to see Harry Styles shirtless.

Especially since every girl has been evil-eyeing me since he took me away at lunch.

He threw the shirt over my head and I tied it with my hair-band.

"So..." I sighed fixing my hair.

"Yeah..." Harry said, "awkward..."

"Um I have to go to practice so--"

The door slammed open.

"Mary it doesn't take that--oh..." I cringed as I turned to Christa who was staring at us.

"Harry...hi." she smiled at his while checking out his lower body build, "Do you work out by any chance?"

"Um...not that often actually..." Harry said awkwardly laughing, "Ah...once in awhile."

"Hm...it suits you." Christa winked at him and grabbed my arm, "Well Mary your boyfriend is waiting for you!"

I saw how she stressed the word 'boyfriend', and I didn't like it.

No matter how gorgeous Harry is, I'd never cheat on Niall.

Niall's the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Right?

~~~

"Yeah,okay, ALRIGHT BYE." Niall slammed the door to my house shut and hung up his cell phone. I was already tired from cheer-leading practice and I wasn't in the mood for more grief.

"You're so lucky that my parents aren't home Ni!" i said, "What happened.?"

Niall fell over on my couch and groaned.

"I hate football! They made us run, and run, and RUN. NO FOOTBALL. I forgot how to run and I never want to remember. Why do I have to do this?!" he complained.

A/N: I forgot to mention...um...football? Yeah it's American football in this story. I KNOW IT'S SOCCER IN THE U.K. but I'm changing it up a bit for the story! :) So be happy and keep reading because this chapter is almost over! :D

"Because unfortunately everyone loves us and now we're homecoming king and queen which means in snobby prep-school land we have to do football and cheer-leading." I said.

"How do you know that entire speech?" Niall asked.

"Minus the snobby prep-school thing I added, it's pretty easy once you've heard it 20 times."

"Oh...cool." Niall said, "So anyway, you know what I miss?"

"What?" I asked.

'Your lips, on mine." Niall stated. I smirked and leaned in...

When our phones rang.

AT THE SAME TIME.

Niall and I both picked up our phones and screamed,

"GO AWAY!"

Once we hung up we looked at the caller ID and saw Maggie's number on my phone, and Liam's number on Niall's phone.

"Should we call them back?" I said.

"Yeah..." Niall muttered.

~AT SYCO MUSIC~

(You'll figure out in a second)

"Mr. Cowell we have the tape of the girl you wanted to see." an assistant said coming up to Simon's table.

A/N: OR SHOULD I SAY...PHSYMON...(however you spell it...)

"Thank you..." Simon said sending him away. He opened the video and listened to what the girl was singing and how she sang it. His facial expression became excited and happy during the video.

"I need some forms..." Simon said when he finished watching the video.

"Those forms?" one of the two assistants said.

"Those forms." Simon said as she walked away.

"You..." Simon said pointing to the other assistant. He quickly walked up to his desk.

"Yes?"

"Get Mary Ryans gaurdians' phone number for me...I'm going to be making a couple calls."

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SIMON'S WORKIN HIS MAGIC :)